"I know that was the Deceit Skill my mother gave before she left. I revived those two Spiritual Dogs. On the first day of their revival, resentnt reached its peak, and even Bai Rui couldn’t defeat them."
Hearing this, Yun Rong quickly understood the vile actions of those young disciples on Lingyang Peak.
Coldly, she said, "Even if he is the elder’s son, such actions should be punished according to sect law."
"But I don’t want this matter handled by Senior Brother."
The Young Master said seriously and firmly, "Tianxi has sect rules: those who humiliate their peers receive fifty lashes; those who murder receive three hundred lashes and are expelled from the sect.
But ultimately, they didn’t truly kill those Senior Sisters. Handing this matter to Senior Brother, he could only follow these rules—fifty lashes each.
Moreover, my father likes Bai Rui very much, and he’s the elder’s son. Ultimately, the fifty lashes may not even be fully delivered. I think it’s unreasonable."
Yun Rong pondered, "Humiliating peers and committing rebellion are acts Tianxi won’t tolerate. Though the Sect Master doesn’t accept Deceitful Dao, he’s not an unreasonable man.
You needn’t fear; after all, you are his own son. He won’t do sothing like punishing you with death, at most just scold you a bit."
"Really?"
Yun Rong affird, "Really."
The Young Master smiled and said, "Senior Sister, I’m not afraid of death."
Yun Rong paused, then laughed and scolded, "Little brat, even if you’re not afraid of death, don’t seek it deliberately. Not everyone can be Ji Pei, whose soul can remain intact as Heroic Spirit in Central Netherworld after death."
Ultimately, Bai Rui was seriously injured, and the death of four Inner Disciples’ sons on Lingyang Peak quickly reached the Sect Master’s ears.
Just as Yun Rong said, the Sect Master, although intolerant of deceitful actions, didn’t lose sanity despite his great anger.
With a stern face, he called upon the Young Master, Bai Rui, and those nad female disciples to clarify the reasons.
Yun Rong thought the matter would end here, but after questioning, the Sect Master erupted in fury, sending resonating sounds through the Sword Tomb, with Sword Qi raging across the sky.
In a fit of rage, he threw the Young Master into the Dead Sword Tomb, making him undergo three months of reflection.
The Dead Sword Tomb is one of Tianxi’s nine Forbidden Lands, only entered by those who do not repent their evil.
Within the tomb are nests of Dead Spirit Scorpions causing great agony to all who enter.
These scorpions were tad by ancient predecessors, and the scorpion ordeal is to be brushed over by hundreds of scorpions.
Their tail poison needles, like rattlesnakes, continually tremble for three months without rest.
While Dead Spirit Scorpions don’t easily strike with their tails, they intimidate those in reflection with the sound of their poisonous needles.
Three full months bring imnse psychological tornt, despite the lack of physical pain.
Of course, he’s the Sect Master’s own son; even if his heart were firm, he wouldn’t truly throw a six-year-old child into such a place.
But having spoken in anger, it couldn’t be taken back.
Ironically, it was Bai Rui, who should hate the Young Master, who generously said that if the Young Master apologized, he would be comforted and let bygones be bygones.
For this, the Sect Master admired him even more.
The companions close to Bai Rui were bitten to death by ghosts, yet he himself survived the ordeal.
Still, a vital piece of flesh was bitten off by the ghost dog, leaving him incapable of proper human functioning afterward.
Such harm, for most, wouldn’t be forgiven with re words.
Yet, he was not bitter, and even such generosity only asked for an apology.
Not only did he not demand the Young Master kneel and apologize.
Given such an opportunity, the Sect Master breathed a sigh of relief, angrily kicking his son to apologize quickly.
Unexpectedly, the stubborn brat bit his lip and refused to yield.
Even if the Sect Master could not harden his heart, he had no reason not to send him to Dead Sword Tomb.
Yun Rong was shocked and confused upon hearing this.
Senior Brother went to Ji Pei’s Qiansong Peak that day to stabilize his yin body urgently.
After all, Ji Pei used to be a Heroic Spirit of Central Netherworld, even after a hundred years in the mountain, his yin body was still unstable and required Jun He’s ongoing nourishnt with Sword Qi.
With Ji Pei’s sudden physical condition, Jun He had to arrange tasks and let them revise themselves.
Senior Brother far away at Qiansong Peak didn’t know what had happened, but the nad female disciples who were oppressed were still alive.
Not to ntion the bite marks left by Spiritual Dogs, the Young Master saving them despite his miserable fate should make them testify on his behalf.
Upon detailed inquiry and investigation.
The case beca entirely inverted; the bite marks on nad female disciples weren’t from Spiritual Dogs but from ghost bites.
Furthermore, they consistently claid they were ordered up the mountain by the Young Master and faced persecution, gratefully saved by Bai Rui and others.
Those Senior Brothers also made noble sacrifices.
With witnesses and evidence present, the abusers beca heroes, and the Young Master was shunned as a little demon.
Yun Rong imdiately sought the Sect Master to explain everything.
How could a six-year-old child harbor malice?
But ultimately it was just one person’s word, only valuing substantial evidence, the Sect Master couldn’t believe.
In the end, the Young Master still ended up in the Dead Sword Tomb.
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